I have quarreled with my mother for the first time on her account.

But I love her--I love her with all my heart--and I shall go mad or shoot myself if I don't make her my wife!" He flung himself impetuously, face downward, on the sofa.

Mildred stood pallid and scared in the middle of the floor.

Once he lifted his head and looked at her.
"Go away, Milly!" he said, hoarsely.

"I'm a savage to frighten you so! Leave me; I shall be better alone." And Mildred, not knowing what else to do, went.
Next morning, hours before Lady Kingsland was out of bed, Lady Kingsland's son was galloping over the breezy hills and golden downs.
An hour's hard run, and he made straight for Hunsden Hall.
Miss Hunsden was taking a constitutional up and down the terrace overlooking the sea, with three big dogs.